Arbatian Mental Institution

Ch.9 Coincidence

Lola pulls her matted hair back and leans forward, "I'm a painter. But I don't paint just anything. I see these things, I don't know if they're demons or what. I've never seen the same one twice, they're all different. They've been around me since I was a child. My mother believed I was having nightmares, told me when she was younger she would draw her nightmares or whatever scared her. She would give it a name at the top of the picture and then it would go away. You following?"

Kiel smiled and nodded his head in agreement. Any word she said he would of paid full attention to.

"So when I was young my mother bought me art supplies to draw on. I made paintings of the things I saw. And I would see them randomly. They would appear in the shower, in my bed you name it. Of course my mom thought it was just nightmares, I was a kid with an over active imagination in her eyes. One day I was working on a painting in my room and heard my mom scream. She was about two doors down from my room, for some reason I grabbed the painting I don't know why. I ran to her door and tried to push it open but it wouldn't budge. I heard her scream in pain and then it got quiet."

Kiel quietly asked, "What happened next?"

Sighing Lola replies, "I pounded on the door but no response. Blood began to leak out from under her door out into the hallway. I dropped to my knees crying and screaming. Then I heard scuffling in the room, and then it came out. The monster I have been seeing. It floated through the door and extended it's claws towards me. I screamed crawling backwards as my hand accidentally touched the warm puddle of blood. My painting sat on the ground behind me as I scurried back past it. The monster breathed heavily with a gurgling sound popping in the back of it's throat. My hand touched the painting leaving a wet mark on the bottom. The creature blew up into ashes dissipating into nothing. I thought I went insane. I didn't know what to think. I curled up in a corner and cried until the police showed up. They found my mother slaughtered in pieces, the thing mutilated her. They found her blood on my dress and no sign of forced entry. Somehow they put it together and blamed me, and I ended up here."

"Wait so what was after you? Do you still see them?"

"I'm not sure what they are or why but I still see them sometimes. I figured out that painting them with a name and marking the picture with blood traps em. Don't know why or how that works but it does."

Kiel exhales and looks down at his bowl, "I feel like I'm in a dream or something. Have you seen any lately?"

"Let me go you bastard! I'm not gonna strip you fucking pervert!"

Kiel, Gil and Lola turn their attention to a young girl being dragged in. She was biting down onto the hand of a staff now while another carried her by her legs.

"I saved my family! I'm a hero why am I here! You can't do this!", she yelled. Behind her crawling on all fours was a wrinkled beast with sagging skin; it looked like soggy sheets thrown over a skeleton. Snarling it followed close behind. It giggled in a hoarse rasp at the girls cries. Suddenly stopping it looks up as if it sensed something slowly turning it's head making eye contact with Lola.

Shoving herself away from the table Lola whispers, "Oh shit."